"You can be thankful that you escaped from those wolves," said Snap.
"I thought wolves didn't attack folks excepting in the dead of
winter, when they couldn't get anything to eat," remarked Shep.
"That is usually the case," answered Snap. "But once in a while
they do as they did to-day---when there is a large pack of them."
Snap and Shep had made their traps and had some success at fishing,
having caught four pike of fair size and also several catfish.
That night came a fall of snow, which covered the ground to the
depth of several inches. In the morning it was so cold they were
glad enough to hug the fire until nearly noon.
In the afternoon Whopper went out on the lake and soon came back
with news.
"What do you think?" he called out. "The Spink crowd is leaving!"
"Breaking up camp?" queried Giant.
"Yes; they are loading everything in their boat."
This announcement produced a mild sensation, and after a consultation,
Snap and his chums decided to row across the lake and watch proceedings.
Ham Spink and his cronies were indeed leaving, and in far from
a good humor.
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